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Zeckrombryan

Hope. Joy.. Feelings cloaked as words.

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reflection

burning a candle at both ends.

Here I am again, rambling through the frugality of the keyboard, drumming my thoughts and mind into the pixelated screen, letting them out to the world. I am never good with time and I want to change that- I want... Continue Reading →

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Am I Desperate Enough?

Time and tide wait for no man, in just a blink of an eye, 14 days had past and I am still the old me at times when my attention slip out of my sight. I have a desire to... Continue Reading →

2018, Always.

This year had been a tough one, a roller-coaster ride, a roundelay, a nightmare, an awakening. I had not been productive at all, throughout the years of my life, this had been the most unproductive year of them all. Not... Continue Reading →

Do It December.

What a weird year that I had! I learned a lot, I fell a lot, I wasted a lot, time and time. To be honest, this period of my life had been a turning point for me, where the gradient... Continue Reading →

Self-Reflect (Real Talk)

This is another honest piece where I ramble around for half an hour or so, see how long my fingers are willing to go and how much my head is willing to spill out. First things first, I did some... Continue Reading →

My Darkest Self.

A thought struck me as I am looking back at when all of these had started. A year and a half ago, I was working fully with my boss, I never had the time to slack to bother about other... Continue Reading →

Fallen Angel

Blinded, I could not see the pathway that was laid in front of me. Adrift, as if I was amnesiac, I had lost my way, clueless about where I was heading to. My wings were wearied, my heart was flurried... Continue Reading →

A Letter to Self

To me: Nearly two years since that day I made that promise to myself- to become a better version of me within three years. One more year left for me to ameliorate the broken me into a winged ranger.  But,... Continue Reading →

no. no. no. no. no.

Temptation. Roaring into my wearied heart. Ripping my resistance well apart. My body was moving by itself. No. My conscience pleaded. Growing stronger, I'm turning into nothing. No. Please no.  Slowly engulfing me, I'm powerless, feeble, WEAK. Pushing away, Fighting,... Continue Reading →

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